God of Love Lyrics

Clean up the saints and wipe the blossoms
Stage a coup in Evangelion

Virginity
Clay of my mouth, arise

Hold seven solar systems in my hand
Kiss them and lick them with my little tongue

God of love, you granted me a swarm of bees
God of love, you took the Kaaba through the gash

Swan on the surface, arise
Weeping little cosmos, announce

Call of the lambs on the rise
Soft little hand, let go

Child in a cape, take charge
Eyes of the wooly lamb, well up

Bray at the nebula of Christ
Hold my teeming hand